Find someone to impersonate Bai Yingzhe? Su Xuan had to laugh. If he wanted to, forget Bai Yingzhe, he could make a single phone call and summon all of Tianchou Entertainment’s A-list actors—celebrities with far more fame and influence than Bai Yingzhe could ever dream of. Find an impersonator for a minor celebrity like Bai Yingzhe? What a joke. Just then, Su Xuan received a WeChat friend request from Bai Yingzhe. He tapped accept. Bai Yingzhe immediately sent Su Xuan a selfie from his training classroom, accompanied by a message: "President Su, I promise I’ll reform myself completely. Please don’t worry!" A small smirk played on Su Xuan’s lips as he initiated a video call. "Boss, you’re actually video-calling me!" Bai Yingzhe exclaimed, his voice filled with delight. "I’m so excited! This is amazing!" He ecstatically ran out of the training room so he could talk to Su Xuan without any distractions. "It’s that guy from before," Su Xuan said plainly. "He’s saying you’re an imposter. Why don’t you have a chat with him yourself?" With that, he tossed his phone to the male model, Hao Yingjun. Hao Yingjun caught the phone and glanced at the screen. His hands immediately began to tremble. Oh my god! I’m on a video call with the idol I admire so much! I’m so excited! So happy! I could brag about this for a whole year! "Yingzhe, my idol!" Hao Yingjun took a deep breath, a wide grin plastered on his face. "I’m a huge fan, I admire you so much, and I’ve always been proud to imitate you. Please, allow me to introduce myself. I’m—" "I don’t give a damn who you are!" Bai Yingzhe cut him off, his voice seething with rage. "Who the hell gave you permission to like me, admire me, and imitate me? And you have the nerve to call me an imposter?! Take a good look! Do I look like an imposter? Do I?! You earring-wearing ugly bastard, you better pray I never run into you! I’ll beat you up every single time I see you! If I wasn’t in the middle of training, I’d come over and beat you senseless right now!" Bai Yingzhe wasn’t a fool. He had instantly realized that this Hao Yingjun character must have offended Su Xuan. As a subordinate, it was his duty to vent his boss’s anger. Besides, he had already changed his image. He was no longer the pretty boy with slicked-back hair and a powdered face. He now sported a manly buzz cut and, of course, no longer wore an earring. He had started to despise effeminate-looking men, and right now, Hao Yingjun, with his earring and sissy look, was the epitome of everything he now loathed. "Uh..." Getting chewed out by his beloved idol made Hao Yingjun’s face turn deathly pale, the corners of his mouth twitching violently. His fragile spirit was crushed. "Give the phone back to my boss right now!" Bai Yingzhe roared. "Don’t get his phone dirty!" Hao Yingjun scrambled to return the phone to Su Xuan. He then lowered his head and sat down quietly in his seat, utterly obedient. He didn’t dare rush Su Xuan again. I can’t afford to offend this guy! This Didi driver is Bai Yingzhe’s boss. Even Bai Yingzhe has to suck up to him. I really, really can’t afford to get on his bad side! 「Meanwhile, at the Meiying Model Agency.」 "We’ve photographed dozens of people today!" Yi Chengtian, the owner of Meiying, yelled at his staff, his hands on his hips. "Why can’t we find a single suitable person? Who’s left?" He had taken on a project to help a new film and television company cast a handsome actor for a role. But so far, none of the candidates looked good on camera. They completely failed to meet his standards, leaving him deeply disappointed and frustrated. "Boss Yi, there’s one more, a guy named Hao Yingjun. He hasn’t shown up yet," his assistant reported. "Well, what are you waiting for? Call him! Tell him to get over here!" Yi Chengtian ordered. "Right away." The assistant immediately dialed Hao Yingjun’s number and put the call on speakerphone for Yi Chengtian to hear. "Hao Yingjun, where are you? You’re already late for your appointment. Why aren’t you here yet?" At that moment, Hao Yingjun, who had been thoroughly humbled by Su Xuan, answered his phone without a trace of his earlier arrogance. "Stop rushing me. I’m stuck in traffic. If you can’t wait, just forget it." With that, he hung up. "Well, now!" Yi Chengtian’s interest was piqued. "This Hao Yingjun has some personality! Maybe he’s the one. Let’s wait for him." This unexpected display of attitude made Yi Chengtian have a good feeling about Hao Yingjun. 「Twenty minutes later.」 Su Xuan finally pulled up to the Meiying Model Agency with Hao Yingjun. Hao Yingjun paid Su Xuan for the ride on the spot and left a five-star review before rushing into the building. The moment he was away from Su Xuan and his car, he instantly felt a wave of relief. The ride had been excruciatingly awkward and humiliating. "Damn!" Yi Chengtian’s face fell the second he saw Hao Yingjun. "This kid is a total write-off." Hao Yingjun was tall, but that was it. His face—the most important feature—was painfully plain. Not only that, but he had penciled-in eyebrows, eyeshadow, and an earring. His look was a far cry from what the client wanted. Besides, that style wasn’t in fashion anymore. "Boss, should we still have him audition?" the assistant asked. "He’s already here. Let him try," Yi Chengtian sighed with a dismissive wave of his hand, squatting off to the side to watch. I have to show off my best side! I’m going to nail this audition in one go! Hao Yingjun gave himself a mental pep talk and stepped in front of the camera, striking a series of professional poses. The photographer snapped away. A few minutes later, he showed the sample shots to Yi Chengtian. "Nope, not happening," Yi Chengtian said, shaking his head with even greater disappointment after a single glance. "Tell him he can go." Just then, a figure walked into the photo studio. "Hao Yingjun, you left your bag in my car. Here you go." Su Xuan held out a bag to the dejected-looking model. "Hey!" Yi Chengtian’s eyes lit up the instant he saw Su Xuan. He strode over, grabbed Su Xuan’s hand, and asked eagerly, "Excuse me, are you also here to audition?" "No," Su Xuan replied. "I’m a Didi driver." Yi Chengtian kept a firm grip on Su Xuan’s hand, afraid he might bolt. "A man with your looks is wasting his time as a Didi driver! Ever thought about getting in front of the camera? Who knows, it could change your life!" "He’s right!" his assistant chimed in, her eyes also sparkling. "We’re casting for a new film company, and your look is a perfect match for what they want. You should really give it a try!" She had seen countless models. Some were handsome but lacked charisma. Others had charisma but weren’t good-looking enough. Su Xuan, however, was both handsome and charismatic. He was by far the most outstanding of all the handsome men she had ever seen. Sharing the same sentiment, the photographer aimed his lens at Su Xuan, who was just standing there nonchalantly, and took more than a dozen pictures in quick succession without even waiting for his consent. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩 Normally, the audition process required them to apply makeup to the candidates first; they weren’t supposed to take photos of a bare face. While many people looked good without makeup, they often didn’t photograph well, a flaw that makeup could correct. But in Su Xuan’s case, even without a speck of makeup, when the photographer showed the test shots to Yi Chengtian, the boss was so pleasantly surprised he couldn’t stop grinning. "Wow! Absolutely perfect!"